Benjamin brought me his Dory fish this morning and wanted me to give it a kiss. You know, the blue one from Finding Nemo. Warren started laughing and asked me if I remembered what Benjamin used to call it, and I had completely forgotten that he used to call her something else. He would pick the fish up and hold it right to his face and say the same word over and over. It was really precious at the time. Warren finally recalled that Benjamin used to call her baby, but it sounded more like Baybay. He actually called all fish baybays. I vaguely recall writing something about it, or maybe I just wanted to write something about it. (It really seems like a lot of my blogging only occurs in my head. Too bad I'm the only one who can read those posts.) We both started laughing and Warren asked Benjamin if he had his baybay and Benjamin looked up at him like he was crazy and said, "Dory".
Benjamin has come such a long way this year. And to think that we were concerned that he'd never speak...
It has been such a wonderful year for us. Happy New Year!
P.S. I found it on the Feb 4, 2009 post about his babies. Too funny.
18 years, a letter to Fred
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What a nice New Year's surprise to catch up on your blog. Most of these things we've talked about, but seeing it written by you is very reassuring. Benjamin is doing remarkably well and his parents are making strides, too! You and Warren are perfect for the job.
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